Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Toxic Nipples

So I was going to post an essay I am in the middle of that pertains to the death of Syd Barrett, however it is not completed yet. It shall be posted tomorrow. For now I will share a thought I had today, and this brain spark most perplexed the inner workings of my cranium. If one were to engage into sexual activity with an obscure and inanimate object, a Ticketmaster booth for instance, how would one explain himself to the employee if he were to be caught? While the store was open for business. And the cameras caught him. I’m just talkin’ here, but it would seem to me that this would be a most un-presentable state to find oneself in. Would one get sued? Because I really can’t afford that.

Take me down, six underground

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